Luyện nghe bài hát Mr. Raven

We got EAP in the house tonight, Allan Poe
America's favorite
We're taking this back, way
Nineteenth century

that rapping?
(Who's that)
Who's that rapping at my door?
Mr.
(Mister)
All up in my like nevermore

Kick it once upon a midnight
While I it weak and weary
Dark and cold just like Lake
new sample, someone clear me

While I nodded napping
Suddenly came a tapping
Up like, "What?", this
Clapping in my brain like graphic

Staffing me, I put down
Cell mute like Paris Hilton
Open window, halfway in
a changing like Bob Dylan

Twenty-pound black as could be
Cold feet eyes aimed straight at me
Grim face, grim stare, carnivore
Quote raven nevermore

Who's that
(Who's that)
that rapping at my chamber door?
Mr.
(Mister)
All up in my like nevermore

I Lenore, my Annabel Lee, taken by angels from me
Alone with books, harbinger of visiting me
(Hey, me)
"Can I help you, prophet? If you got a problem, look, I'll solve it"
He checked my hook, DJ it
on Pallas, chalice dropped it

"Tell me, Sir, please, if you can, am I good or man?
What can I say, what can I do, when I be rid of you?"
"Nevermore, he at me, hating on this fresh MC
Satanic raven, Niche glee, killing me like the Fugees

Now I feel worse, my verse is terse, joy inverse just like Fred
a nurse, disperse my thirst put this process in reverse
Wish I'd had some warning first, MC Lars, '88
Now I'll never be Slug or Murs, under that black raven's

The ravens eyes still have the seeming of a demon is dreaming
over him still streaming
Hear my screaming, hear me
My soul still floats there on that floor and be lifted nevermore.
Afflicted calm, like Moore, canonized piece, US folklore

Who's that
(Who's that)
Who's rapping at my chamber door?
Mr.
(Mister)
All up in my grill nevermore

Who's Raven's house